Stats

The RP has a total of 28 lines, 1393 words, and 7745 characters.
The average line consists of 49.75 words that themselves average 4.56 characters taking about 6 minutes, 26 seconds.
Antinov said a total of 13 lines, 643 words, and 3670 characters.
Antinov's average line consists of 49.46 words that themselves average 4.71 characters taking about 7 minutes, 14 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 15 lines, 750 words, and 4075 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 50.0 words that themselves average 4.43 characters taking about 5 minutes, 41 seconds.

08:51 GyroFeather : Hey hey!~ Gmorning Antinov~ (Tis a serilde alt)

08:52 Antinov : Heya.~

08:53 GyroFeather : I say alt...this is actually my main :P

08:53 Antinov : *chuckles*

09:08 GyroFeather steps up to them and begins to preen their wings~

09:10 Antinov spreads those massive wings out and flops on his belly.

09:13 GyroFeather hops up onto the much larger bird's back as he reaches to the side to pull along the long silky feathers. His paws massage gently into the the toned muscles as his claws rest to either side of Antinov.

09:35 Antinov chuckles softly as he lazes and enjoys the grooming. Those wings span just as wide as the largest plane to ever fly, making for a lot of realestate for the smaller avian to tend on the giant bluebird.~

09:39 GyroFeather looks out across the vast wings of the creature and frowns. He couldnt eve really get all of one of their feathers into his beak as it runs along the soft surface pulling the hooks together. He settles himself on just grabbing the ones near the back, and thus really only pulling at two or three feathers on either side. He'd never really seen a creature as massive as Anitov before, and still, despite the shown gentleness, it made him just a tad nervous to be on them.

09:40 GyroFeather : (Thats what I get for not reading the linked profile >.< Wow you are big bird :P)

09:45 Antinov giggles "The name originally came from the fact he share's a similar wingspan to the Antonov An-225 Mriya"

09:47 GyroFeather : (ahhh gotcha~ I uhh...Just assumed normal anthro initially >.>

09:56 Antinov 's body feathers are fairly small, given his size. Most are rather short and mostly meant for warmth and colour. Those primary feathers in his wings though, one could almost stand on them. Preening one would take some time, though it seems that Anti keeps himself well preened across the wings. Every time his wings shift a bit, the smaller gryph on his back would likely feel the powerful musculature moving under him. Even for an Avalonian, Anti was big for his age. Most wouldn't achieve his size until they are truely ancient, and had switched over fully to a quadrupedal stance. Despite the gryph's smaller size, Anti seems to notice where he preens and grooms, and appreciates it, flicking his ears in enjoyment as he lounges about.~

10:05 GyroFeather hops off the back onto one of the long primaries. He gives up on the preening at this point and just lets himself wander down one of the long feathers of the large creature. He feels it give and flex beneath his weight with each step while his claws drag on over the hooked veins. Randomly he picks a spot to pull them apart, just to see if they even were akin to the feathers he was used to. And, upon finding himself satisfied, helps to work them together with his legs rather than his beak. There was an interesting, but not unpleasant scent that basically permeated him, filling the air nearby up with the oily scent of another creature.

10:25 Antinov 's feathers aren't quite like earth avians, the structure is more conducive to lower maintenance. The feathering on those primary quills is also quite a bit stiffer to give structure to such large wings. And looking closely at the quill itself, it has a greyish tinge, like partly oxidised metal. Anti's scent is rather unique too, a little metallic, a lot musky with notes of oil not normally found on living things. There's also an odd burnt smell he's picked up from time in space. Being partly synthetic as he is, Anti has flown through space without the aid of a sealed suit, and the unique aroma of space lingers on his body under his own.

10:33 GyroFeather wasnt quite sure about how he felt about the strange mixes of scents, but the strange wings did rather intrigue him. He still hadnt quite gotten a full picture of what made this creature. He runs a couple steps along teh feathers before flaring his wings and taking to the sky. The gryphon powers his blue feathers rather hard, pulling himself up skyward and bringing more and more of the creature into view. He couldnt believe just how big the large avian was, stretching nearly 100 body lengths alon the wings and about fifteen of them from head to talon.

10:49 Antinov furls his wings as he hears the smaller avian take off, then rolls to his back lazily before letting his wings sprawl out again. The white inner surface gleans in the morning sun, that metal substrate in his quills catching the light along with the shiny white fluff. Antinov's scaled limbs also shine brilliantly too, it would seem that rather than keratin, his body was covered in a metal based material.

10:52 GyroFeather brings a claw up to help shield himself from the rather bright glare that glints off of the brilliant body of the larger creature and then tilts his head. Was he actually a robot and not an avian perhaps? The gryphon flutters back down to land upon one of those scaled limbs to inspect them a little further. His claws scratch and scrape across the surface as he gets his balance and a grip.

10:55 Antinov , Externally, doesn't particularly differ from others of his kind. His alien biology is built on different materials than earth creatures, though sharing an organic base. Internally though, Anti was synthetically enhanced to compliment his natural gifts, not that one could tell from the surface. Those scales are pliable, but firm, with a sleek finish. Anti gently brings both hands to grasp the skittering smaller avian, then firmly presses him to his chest with a soft coo.~

11:02 GyroFeather squawks in a bit of nervous fear as the claws come to wrap around him in a loose cage, though one he certainly couldnt escape if he meant to. Soon he finds himself pressed against the warm fluffy down once more, this time sinking down beneath the surface to the muscled skin below. His claws tickle and scratch against the flesh as he shifts about while the loud booming noise rolls over him like thunder to his comparably small ears.

11:07 Antinov has, Below the downy fluff of his chest, the fine scales that cover the areas between the larger plates cover the skin under his feathers. It gives a smooth, firm feel under the smaller avian's claws as he scatches Anti's chest gently. Despite Anti's size, he seems to adjust for the size of his vocal chords, keeping his voice from being overly deep. Though it does still carry immense power. When Antinov thrums in pleasure, it's enough to vibrate the smaller bird through to his bones.~

11:12 GyroFeather skitters around on the surface, finding himself coming to brush up against the claws of the rather large avian no matter which direction he ends up picking. The soft feathers brush up against his side and underneaht his belly, tickling at his fur. The noise of the large bird rather overwhelms him, rattling his very bones both through the vibration of Antinov's chest and that of the air as the pressure waves roll over him. His tail feathers quiver involuntarily from the force.

11:18 Antinov hums. "Mmm, why so skittish, little one? Are you afraid you'll end up stuffed in my ebon beak?~" Anti says, using a sultry, but suggestive tone. Far from being comforting to the littler avian, he's tormenting him intentionally. "Bluebirds on this world look like my kin, but unlike them, I am a bird of prey... I usually like a diet of fish and exotic fruit... But I've been known to enjoy eating Avians too.~"

11:20 GyroFeather : (brb making breakfast

11:22 Antinov : (don't take too long,wouldn't want a blue to miss out on his breakfast.~)

11:41 GyroFeather freezes as he hears the teasing threat hanging in the air. That possiblility was seeming to grow even more real to him as his heart begins to thump. He gives a little nervous laugh at that suggestion and then tries to push himself through the talons once more. "Y-you cant really mean to eat me...I'm a bit small to be filling anyways.." he says with a little shivier. "It'd be like me eating...an ant..." he suggests, even though the size difference certainly wasnt as much as that, more like a mouse to him, which he did frequently dine on.

11:44 Antinov : (Bleh, gotta go do some chores.)

11:45 GyroFeather : (Bah! Sorry about the delay >.<)